Love slips in under cover of night,
stealing between the dreams of dragons
and shining armour,
adjusting the light, a lingering
note humming on the edge of hearing
as you wake and put your hand to your heart,
as you always do, to check, and feel not the
solid rock on which you have come to rely,
but a fleshy thing, quivering,
blood running cold until, behind the beat,
the siren song calls you into the light.
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